Ella Wheeler Wilcox,
Poems of Experience — The Birth of Jealousy
(1917)
“ All Paradise remains for me.’ (Deep, deep the currents in a strong man’s heart.) Thus Eve: ‘Nay, not lost Eden’s bliss I mourn; for heavier woe than this Wears on me with one thought accursed. In Adam’s life I am not first. (O woman’s mind! what hells are fashioned there.) ”
